Uneven Keel

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    Uneven Keel

    All alone from morning through evening.
    Didn't you know?   I'm a human being.
    But you hide.
    Didn't you hear?   I'm alive.
    Not going anywhere.   I'm here til the end.
    Still you can't see,  nor will you bend.
    We've had many years.  all the while I've
    faced my fears.
    Living in doubt and thinking the worst.
    You don't care.   You've always came first.
    I'm just a wife but soon you'll see.
    When you're alone you'll be thinking of me.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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